Han Xu came onto the battle stage first.
Han Xu held a long spear if his hand. Fang Ping subconsciously looked at Fu Changding.
Tang Songting chuckled softly. "Somebody here is Han Xu's powder after being crushed for three years…"
"Shut up!"
Fu Changding wore an ugly expression. He huffed lightly. "Lots of people use spears. There are only so many weapons to choose from!"
Fang Ping and the others exchanged glances but did not say anything that would offend him.
Perhaps it was just as Tang Songting said. After being crushed for so long, Fu Changding had subconsciously imitated Han Xu.
Soon, Sun Mingyu went onstage too.
Sun Mingyu was wielding an ax with a long handle. This surprised Fang Ping a little. He had considered using this himself, a weapon similar to the sanbanfu used by Old Cheng on television.
However, Old Man Li had later recommended he use a saber, and he did not stubbornly push the matter.